Seeking an Audience with the Clan Chief

A giant wolf dozens of zhang long raced through the sky, its aura surging like a savage dragon. It made no effort to hide its Yao Ancestor bloodline, truly shocking quite a few people. When the cultivators saw Hu Yao and Niu Meng atop the giant wolf, they were stunned. Could they be heading for the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race too? Their expressions grew complicated, and a vicious glint flashed in their eyes. Yet for some reason, they ultimately held back.

Ling Tian and the others had no interest in dealing with these raiders. They were impatient to see Xuan Ci and tell him that experts had sealed off the entire planet.

Little Devourer flew swiftly. After half a day, they encountered even more raiders. An overwhelming aura of slaughter clung to them; one glance made it clear they had emerged from a mountain of corpses. They were highly skilled and vicious by nature.

"Sister Yao, we're not far from the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race now, are we?" Ling Tian asked, though his tone was certain. "There are more and more raiders. At a glance, there must be at least several hundred, and even more ahead. Heh, those people really are willing to go all out—they've actually found this many cannon fodder."

There were already hundreds of raiders in sight, with even more ahead. There were probably thousands upon thousands of them making for the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race. At the thought of fighting so many raiders, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel a chill of dread.

Taking on several thousand highly skilled raiders all at once would undoubtedly be a massive undertaking. Whoever was behind this had to be incredibly powerful, and there were likely more than one or two of them.

"Yes. Whoever poisoned them is incredibly powerful,